first, it was the left hamstring which took nearly 2 weeks to recover.
second. a viral infection which left me with diarrhoea for two days.
third. my right knee was twisted, leaving it to be swollen for a week.
fourth, i got the flu.

one after the other. -_-

i mean seriously, can anything get any worse?

other than the fact that the dikir performance wasn't taped during the grand finale?
the fact that i feel as if i dont belong in a group i help create?
the fact that linda, me and laila waited a full half an hr before a cab stopped, which in fact an earlier cab did stop but this chinese family took it away from us.
the fact that i had to wait 2 hours at the doctor to get checked out.

people get cranky when they are tired. or hungry.

i get cranky when im sick. gah. hate being sick.

best of all.

it's great to know that you've done so much for the people you care about, only to find yourself wondering why the hell you did it the first place. well i know i did it for the sake of love and etc. but my efforts have gone to nought. so why bother in the first place. right?

i didnt ask for a medal.
i didnt ask for a commendation.

all i asked for a simple thank you for my efforts.

i was tired, i had to take leave from work, i was blardy injured, it wasnt my blardy job.

and all i got was a lousy send off. not even the remotest slightest decent sincere THANK YOU, SHAN for helping out for our cause.

wat a farce.

go die la.